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Beatrix, Do You Know What Happens To Girls Who Ask Such Naughty Questions?” “they’re Ravished In Haylofts?” She Inquired Hopefully.

Before I Write The First Page Of A Novel, I Spend A Long Time Creating Detailed Backgrounds For My Characters. I Imagine The Experiences That Have Formed Them, What Makes Them Happy, Angry, Fearful, And What They Yearn For.

And I Wonder How Gage Knew This Is What My Soul Has Craved. He Turns Me To Face Him, His Eyes Searching. It Occurs To Me That No One In My Life Has Ever Concerned Himself So Thoroughly With My Happiness.

You Are Everything That's Ever Been My Favourite Thing," She Wanted To Tell Him. "you're My Love Song, My Birthday Cake, The Sound Of Ocean Waves And French Words And A Baby's Laugh. You're A Snow Angel, Crème Brulée, A Kaleidoscope Filled With Glitter. I Love You And You'll Never Catch Up, Because I've Gotten A Head Start And My Heart Is Racing At Light Speed.

Make Your Choice And Accept The Consequences.